move to brooklyn

I miss living in Brooklyn. Oooh those days. All my old friends. “Sigh”

New York is all I think about now, when thoughts of her are kind enough to give me leave of their daunting presence. I dream of the grafitti scrawled, broken down buildings where racist conditions gave birth to a beautiful brown revolution called Hip Hop. I dream of culture clad youth clinging to concrete streets crafted into a home. I dream of changing seasons, bathing in faceless tides of people, fading into the anonimity of the crowd, losing myself to find something greater in the hustle and bustle of each skin prickling moment of actual living. Since I was a preteen with overgrown fantasies of a life as a famous columnist, respected author, and acclaimed poet, I knew that New York was the place for me. Certainly it is the place for people watching, as we writer types tend to do obsessively. Its like we are constantly searching for whatever that thing is that connects us with the rest of humanity. It is a very self involved kind of work, maddening really. But I wanted it desperately, all cliches included. Give me the coffee shops for psuedo intellectuals and self proclaimed life artists! Give me the filthy subways laced with unstable, bouisterous bums! Give me the pizzas, bagels, and hots dogs that could only taste that good because it was sizzled in some glorious brand of New York seasoning that has kept America happily obesed for years! Give me days and nights in the blistering cold sucking down $7/pack cigarettes, vowing under my frozen breath to quit the damn things! Give me the rude strangers, middle eatern taxi cab drivers, poverty, chaos, and all the wretched beautiful splendor the place has to offer! Of course I’ve never been, not even for a brief visit, but a girl could certainly dream. And if there was anything I was good at, it was concocting a good dream.

I love Denver, but Denver is beginning to get a little stale lately. I need some inspiration and change so my husband and I decided we’re going to move to Brooklyn…hopefully Park Slope area. Our house is on the market, we have friends in Brooklyn scouting out apartments. We’re ready. We just need to sell our house!!

I just got an internship in Brooklyn so I need to move there by March 20th! May seem simple, but Im from Wisconsin…just a LITTLE different.

I’ve been to 49 of the 50 US States, including NY but have never stepped foot into one of the five boroughs. The closest I’ve come is seeing the Statue Of Liberty in the distance from NJ.

NYC is a monumental dream to me. My wife and I were planning on moving there straight from Seattle. But after the wedding, we decided to spend a few months with her family in Las Vegas. We got stuck there for a while and somehow ended up on the Big Island of Hawaii, which is where we’re stuck now.

So I’m applying to all the film schools, she’s getting transferred with her company and hopefully, finances pending, we’re finally going to be where we want to be.

Yay Bushwick!

i just got a job in dumbo and i’m planning to move in with my boyfriend in august so…this goal is very close at hand. still, i wanted to put it up at a goal so i can see it happen in writing! i’m excited!!!

...and relocating from Kentucky to Brooklyn. I’m really excited, and anxious to find a place to stay.

I didn’t really MOVE there; I was born there. But I really want to return to BK this year. I LOOOOOVE BROOOOOKLYYYN!!!!!!!!!!! Ahem. Sorry about that.

And I still live there in my heart…

Plus, my dentist is there. And my great-grandfather grew up there. The crossroads of the world, as far as I’m concerned.